THE BATTLEFIELD OF LOVE
Part 11's. Irina Mashkov
"Anna please send flowers to Monica." Anna smiled at my request. That Friday weekend I received a preliminary report about Anna, it's true she went to the same school as me 20 years ago, but then I found out she moved. That's why I couldn't find him at the time.
"You want to write your own message?"
"Yes." Yeah." Anna took out the message card she had prepared beforehand and I wrote down the message I wanted.
...'*Sorry for what happened before. I swear I didn't know about the kidnapping....
...Alexsey Mashkov*.'...
"It." I handed the card I wrote myself to Anna. I thought he was gonna throw my ass off. But this is the reason I can send her an apology message so it's okay.
"Which one?" Anna brought me a bouquet of flowers I could choose from. I chose a beautiful mixed colored rose bouquet.
Me and these flowers are trying to apologize to the Moon Goddess, if this doesn't work I'll send another horde the following week. That was my plan, my mistake was not an easy thing to forgive.
"The flowers may be too ordinary for him. Maybe it'll end up in the trash."
"I'll choose the one with the vase so he doesn't throw it in the trash. At least it can be displayed in the lobby." Anna grimaced at my idea.
"Monica is lucky."
"OKAY. I'll tell you if he's gonna take it later. And your aunt Irina is here."
"Aunt Irina, she's finally here."
Aunt Irina, Dad's sister, her husband has an intercontinental cargo business, it seems that the business has started running again, usually he visits the US, but I messed up my business in the US, it takes time to recover it again. She was the one who supported me since I was 13 years old when I was exiled to Canada by my stepmother.
My mother died six months after she gave birth to me, a year later my father remarried Margarita Jovovich, a Russian colongmerat daughter who considered my mother's family incomparable to her, she bullied me ever since she became Dad's legal wife.
My abusive stepmother, my twin brother showed up a year later and then a half-sister. It's only two years different from me, and obviously I don't have a chance against that snake in our house. He didn't like me obviously, my dad was busy, I always felt like I was in an orphanage even though I was home alone.
Only Aunt Irina pity me. He told me to study hard so Dad would be proud of me. And if there's anything I can talk to her in lieu of Mom. I obeyed him but it was apparently a double-edged sword.
Since I had perfect foreign language scores since high school, I was sent to boarding school by my stepmother on the grounds of gaining experience abroad. My father agreed with my stepmother's persuasion, I was banished to Canada at the age of 13. And at that moment I felt there was no point in living, better to follow my mother in heaven.
Aunt Irina knew mentally I had been broken, trying to get me to Canada, talking to me as much as I could, encouraging me. Visited me if she had time to spare, asked me to come home every year-end vacation, but like I said I was already at the point of feeling like I didn't want to live anymore. Maybe the first two years in Canada were my toughest, until I finally met my Svetluny. I could just get up and think about fighting for life.
With Aunt's help then, I was slowly able to stand on my own, having the goal of defeating the venomous snake in my head, while letting Dad be ruled by my stepmother, I survived in Canada, studied business, and I learned how to do it, join my first business with my friend when I was even just 16 years old, with capital trust, fortunately I did not experience being cheated or anything like that when I joined my friend's brother to open our first restaurant and pub, with the help of aunty and her husband.